I inherited my husband's divine position

Cuixia Valley.

Shang Zhongsheng dropped the sunspot and said casually: "There have been many people leaving the detoxification training room recently."

Opposite him sat a nightkeeper with gray hair and a low-key and steady gray-blue robe.

"Yes." The night manager said with a calm expression, focusing on the chessboard.

Shang Zhongsheng saw that it had not settled for a long time and did not urge it, and sighed: "Is there anything more valuable than staying in the detoxification training room to improve its strength?"

He didn't mean to ask in a questioning tone, but the night manager replied: "The people from Miaomiao Mountain left temporarily because they received news that Su Pingping is in danger."

Shang Zhongsheng said: "That's it."

The night manager continued: "The few people from Du'e Academy left because of the matter of exchange students with Yongmengxiang."

"Exchange student?" Shang Zhongsheng was not interested in the last thing, but this one was different.

The night manager said: "Exchange some of the disciples from both sides to study in their respective sects."

"Du'e Academy has kept it a secret and has never received any relevant information before." Shang Zhongsheng said, "The title of exchange student is used cleverly."

"The few people from Yinhuan Mansion are leaving because the master of Yinhuan Mansion is out of seclusion." The night manager continued to give information freely.

Shang Zhongsheng had an impression of Yin Shijun, but he could not really put him on an equal footing even under the throne. He smiled and said: "He and the Thunder Sword of the Thunder Fire Domain were in seclusion one after another. There is news that they will never come out unless they break through. , it stands to reason that there should be a lot of rewards for getting out of seclusion. It's just that Yinhuan Mansion didn't publicly announce the celebration, which is a bit subtle."

The night manager did not make any comment, but added: "The Qingdeng Road was hidden, without leaving any reason. It looks quite suspicious."

"Night manager." Shang Zhongsheng suddenly called seriously.

The chess pieces on the chessboard are all stuck by the hazy oblique shadow, and no one can separate them from the chessboard no matter how hard they try.

Shang Zhongsheng said: "The night manager disturbed my concentration with words just to secretly exchange money. This behavior is inappropriate."

Nightclub Pipe: "I didn't."

It finally dropped the white piece in its hand.

"It's because you mentioned the people who left that I told you this."

If he hadn't discovered exactly what happened on the chessboard just now, Shang Zhongsheng might have been deceived by the nightkeeper's solemn expression.

He followed the good advice and said, "The night manager's information is really well-informed."

The matter of 'exchanging children' was thus a tacit agreement.

The night manager secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know whether Shang Zhongsheng believed what it said.

I probably believed it, and there was not a single lie in its mouth.

The master ordered it to hold the throne temporarily and not let him go to the mortal continent and cause trouble with the Mirage of the Mist at this time. When you really can't stabilize, you can call Shang Mi Feixue for help.

The night manager's face tightened, and he would never call the young master for help unless he had to.

If its little master knows that it can't handle the affairs ordered by the master... the pressure it has to endure is far more terrifying than facing the throne.

Shang Zhongsheng looked at the night manager who looked like he was in a major problem, and placed the chess piece in his hand into the sure-kill position that he had expected.

The night manager's serious brow furrowed even more tightly, forming a tall mountain.

Shang Zhongsheng smiled gently.

How could he let go when his opponent was so cautious?

Naturally, he wants to kill more happily.

——Heshan from the Shadow King.

Yin Shijun, who has been mentioned by Shang Zhongsheng for many days in a row, has lived a life as "delicate" as Shang Zhongsheng commented after leaving the country.

First, we dealt with issues such as the death of a stowaway caught in the fog, and the loss of control of the mirage that blocked the fog. The days that followed were not necessarily clean. News kept coming from the Yinhuan Branch Office that there was a secret hand targeting them. In a short period of time, they had robbed several of their supply sources. They lost not only resources but also manpower.

This secret hand was so strong that the people in the branch offices were no match for him, so the main office had to take action.

You chased and hid, and it took a lot of time and energy to find the person.

Due to the identity and strength of the other Venerable, the Yinhuan Mansion did not want to directly come up to make a deadly feud, so they half-invited and half-hijacked the person to the main mansion.

"Yin Sang." Tie Fengling's face turned cold as soon as she saw the female spiritual master, "It's you."

'Poison Rakshasa' Yin Sang comes from the Senluo land in the southwest, a plain full of swamps, vegetation and poisonous insects.

The Cuixia Valley located in Brahma Changtian is considered a paradise by comparison. Yin Sang raised his eyebrows provocatively at her, then glanced at the others and saw Yin Shijun sitting there, his eyes suddenly opened, his smile was bright and bright, and he was floating on him like a fragrant breeze.

"Lang Jun, why didn't you send me a message when you were released from seclusion? If I had known you were here, why would I have run away? I would have come to see you early."

Tie Fengling sneered coldly.

Sure enough, he saw that before the Yin Sang people could meet Yin Shijun, they were blocked by his secret cronies.

The two sides exchanged several killing moves.

Until Yin Shijun's cold voice sounded, "Poison Rakshasa, why did you steal the secret message of the Mist Mirage, and then blocked the plundering Yinhuan Mansion caravan?"

Yin Sang looked at him sadly, as if he were seeing a heartless man.

Yin Shijun was unmoved, while Tie Fengling sneered even more.

Yin Sang felt bored and flipped up his hair. All the sadness disappeared and he said with a half-smile, "I thought you knew the reason very well."

She looked at Tie Fengling first.

Tie Fengling didn't talk to her.

If Yin Shijun is still in seclusion, she will still need to spend some time to have a confrontation with this poisonous woman, which will disgust both the other party and herself. But it's different now. Yin Shijun's temperament happens to be best for dealing with people like Yin Sang.

"Do not talk nonsense!"

really.

Yin Shijun shouted sharply.

His sharp eyes were as sharp as daggers, his furrowed eyebrows and slanting sword eyebrows forced Yin Sang under heavy pressure.

That is a heart of steel that is not moved by women's sex or tea art.

Yin Sang: "..."

Many times she really wanted to kill Yinshijun, tear off his skin and fill it with poisonous insects and strange trees in Senluo Land. Until I get tired of looking at it, I keep it by my side.

The murderous intention of the high-level spiritual master filled the air and was felt by everyone present.

At the moment of tension.

Yin Sang took a step back and restrained his inner thoughts.

Throw the wishful bags on the table.

"The resources of the Yinhuan Mansion that were plundered are all here, so it's not a big deal. Compared with me plundering the Yinhuan Mansion caravan, it's your Yinhuan Mansion's improper management of the Mirage of the Mist that makes it more troublesome to let the Mirage of the Mist get out of control. .”

Yin Sang threatened with a smile, "If this matter is spread..."

Yin Shijun was unmoved, "The world will know that it was the Poison Rakshasa who stole the secret words of the Mist Mirage, causing the Mist Mirage to lose control."

Yin Sang's smile cracked, his spiritual pressure suddenly expanded, and ripples of spiritual patterns appeared in the air around him, revealing the protective spiritual array in the room.

"You framed me!?"

Yin Shijun said calmly: "You did it. Before you made trouble, there was nothing unusual about the Mist Mirage."

Yin Sang cursed: "Bullshit!"

Yin Shijun frowned, "Be careful what you say."

"If you dare to take the blame on me, I will dare to expose what you are doing secretly in the Mortal Continent." Yin Sang whispered.

Lord Yinshi said: "It's up to you."

Tie Fengling beside her asked: "I wonder what we are doing secretly in the Mortal Continent?"

Yin Sang's sentence was originally a test. After observing the two people's reactions, she changed her face again, leaned back in the chair as if she were boneless, and said: "That's all, after so many years of friendship, there is no need to fight to the death."

Tie Fengling reminded her, "You are the one who is looking for trouble first."

Yin Sang scoundrel smiled and said, "I've been bored lately, and Mr. Yin Lang is out of seclusion. I'll just be a guest at your Yinhuan Mansion."

A sage shamelessly wants to stay in your home. If you can't kill him, you can't easily drive him away.

Yin Shijun remembered Tie Fengling's previous reminder that this was just the beginning. Suddenly I felt that the Dikuisha and the essence of inspiration I had obtained were slowly losing their charm.